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The last month of summer didn't end quick enough. I just wanted school to start again so I could completely submerge myself in my grades and try and forget that that 'incident' ever happened.
Finally, after I wrote a million songs about it, I was ready to put it behind me. It was the first day of school. My alarm sounded but I was already awake. I just stared at the white ceiling for a minute before I got up and got dressed. I was more excited than I expected to see my friends, and it was also easier than I expected to forget about nick…
Now we're 5 months into school.
I pushed on the door and it didn't move. Ugh! When will I learn!? It's a PULL door! I rolled my eyes and came in. I saw Emily at her locker and walked up to her. "Yo, yo, yiggitty yo." I said as leaned my back against the locker that was next to hers. "Hey mile. Okay, I need some help. Which one?" She asked as she pulled two pairs of sunglasses out of her locker. "Em, we're indoors, what do you need sunglasses for? To block the florescent light?" I said motioning upwards to the lights on the ceiling. "Ha. Ha. Very funny. No, I mean for when I go to cheer practice. I need to make a serious entrance and some seriously amazing shades help me to do that. So which one?" She asked again. She was holding a pair of oversized white rimmed ones with a pinkish coloring in the glass in her right hand and a pair of brownish aviators in her left. "Well… The white ones are little too Paris Hilton-ish so I'd say go for the aviators." I told her. She put the aviators on and looked at herself in the little mirror in her locker. "Okay, these work. Thanks Miley." She said as she took them off and put both pairs of sunglasses back into her locker and closed it. We started walking towards our first class. "Oh! By the way, my cousin Matt's coming today." She said happily. "Cool, what's he like?" I asked. Matt? She'd never mentioned a cousin Matt before, let alone mention him coming to our school. But who cares? Em had a tendency to forget A LOT of things. But she never forgot big things; that's why I never told her about nick or anything that happened over the summer. "Well he's really shy. And he takes a long time to be comfortable with new people. But overall a good kid." She explained. I nodded. "Cool. Can't wait to meet him." I said.
We got to our first class, History. "So when's he coming?" I asked as I sat down at my desk. "I don't know. Him and his family are on vay-cay here and they're staying at our house, but Matt gets bored all day so he said he'll probably come to my school today for something to do, but he didn't say when exactly." She said as she pulled a book out of her bag and opened it to the right page. "Okay." I said as I leaned back in my chair.
About thirty minutes into class when we were all reading a section in our books on the Civil War there was a knock on the door. I was secretly reading my own book and just putting the history text book in front of it. And that book I was reading was a super intense part. There's no way I was gonna stop reading even for a second. Even when I heard Em yell "Matt!" to the person who had just walked in I still didn't look up. "Hey Em. So what are we all doing?" I heard 'Matt' ask. He had a nice voice, it was a really smoo—oh god. My eyes widened but I just squinted them shut. Why was she calling him Matt? His name is Nick Jonas. The boy who still has my virginity. . .